Saber Skulls

Hey guys!
I'm Michelle Chilton (My friends call me Mich or Chelle). I'm the leader of the Burners, and a hater of Kane.
((An indie RP blog for Genderbent Mike Chilton. Enjoy~))

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Happy Whatever-I-Dunno Day

the-blonde-blunder:

Fox laughs loudly, but anyone with ears could tell it’s in a mocking way. “Chuck knows I mean it in the nicest way possible. I’m sure she’s worried about it herself, but you know, she loves to eat.” His grin reminds Chuck more of a wolf than a fox. “But I won’t. Wouldn’t want to upset the both of you. I’m glad your wallet’s surviving Michelle, I was just making sure my two favorite girls are taken care of.” 

"And my bad for interrupting, I just saw some familiar faces and thought I’d come say hello." Fox turns towards Chuck now. "Nice to see you again Blondie, don’t be such a stranger. I’m sure you could be paying for your own meals if you’d start working for the gangs again."

Fox gets up then before Chuck can make a reply, not that she was planning too. It’s much easier to just let him think he’s had the last word. No need to start anything. It wasn’t like Michelle always treated, sometimes Chuck would cook dinner for them instead. But she didn’t need to explain that to Fox, it was none of his business. “Well,” Chuck says with a grin turning back towards Michelle, “How about we pretend that never happened and get back to eating?” She says with a grin.

Michelle rolls her eyes when Fox finally leaves the two of them, still keeping her arm around Chuck. Truth be told, she’d always wondered about Chuck’s past before the Burners, but she never pried. But when Fox or anybody ever made comments about it, the brunette couldn’t help but feel a little left out. But that was Chuck’s business. She’d spill what she wanted about her past to Michelle when she was ready.

In the meantime, Michelle presses a kiss to Chuck’s cheek with a smile. “Yeah, good idea. Not gonna let Fox ruin our good time~”

Even as she says that, though, Michelle still feels a little tenseness in her shoulders that she really wishes would just go away. So she busies herself with eating, and making idle chatter with the blonde. It helps, and eventually the two are giggling over whatever stupid topic they can think of. Michelle soon slumps against her girlfriend and wraps her arms around her waist, already pretty full even though she only ate a quarter of what Chuck had.

"Mm. Why’re you so comfy, Chuckles~?" She mumbles, and blows at a bit of the blonde’s wavy hair.

(Source: askfem-mike)

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I’d love to see some Tennie! She needs more fanart~ :D
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((Yes, she does~))

gummii-chemist said: ((mike and chuck…..having a party………. gettin drunk *u*))

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((I can’t see them havin’ a party without the others around, so I hope this will suffice~ ^v^))

ooc - mc drawing requests

((Anybody got any? :3 I’m just in need of ideas for Motorcity fanart. Can be for this blog’s AU, or whatever you guys can think of.))

Happy Whatever-I-Dunno Day

the-blonde-blunder:

Chuck practically jumps out of her seat when Michelle runs her foot along the side of Chuck’s leg. But instead, she steels her nerves and just moves closer to Michelle. She leans her head against the brunette’s shoulder and smiles up at her. “This is nice.” The blonde says. “And don’t worry too much about your wallet, I’m sure Antonia will give us some sort of discount. And even if she doesn’t, I can help a little.” She pauses. “Or a lot seeing as how I kind of ordered the whole menu.”

Before Michelle can reply, a giant tray of food is being brought over to them. The tray is set down and Chuck is unhappy to see a familiar face. “You know, I had a feeling that the only person who would be able to eat this much food would have to be you.” Fox slides into their booth right next to Chuck. “I offered to carry this over for the poor waitress since I didn’t think she could do it on her own.”

Fox turns his attention towards Michelle. “Speaking of poor, how do you think your wallet’s going to survive having to treat this cute little piggy all the time? I’m surprised you have any cash left, haven’t you two been an item for quite sometime? Right around the time Chuck got this cute little scar, right?” Fox reaches a finger up to trace along the scar on Chuck’s collarbone. 

Michelle narrows her eyes at the sight of Fox, trying her best to quell the urge to kick him out of the booth. But while the Burners and the Gargareans weren’t exactly buddy-buddy with each other, they were on better terms with them than most of the other gangs. So Michelle knew it was better to try and keep her temper in check around the other leader.

…Doesn’t stop her from glaring and reaching over to swat the guy’s hand away from Chuck’s scar. “Don’t call her that. And my wallet’s just fine, thanks. Not that it’s any of your business, Fox.”

The brunette wraps a protective arm around her girlfriend, not wanting the older gang leader to get another hand near the blonde. Was it so much to ask for a date without somebody interrupting them and being passive aggressive as fuck? “Anyway, do you need something? We’re kinda in the middle of a date, here.”

(Source: askfem-mike)

Happy Whatever-I-Dunno Day

the-blonde-blunder:

Chuck practically jumps out of her seat when Michelle runs her foot along the side of Chuck’s leg. But instead, she steels her nerves and just moves closer to Michelle. She leans her head against the brunette’s shoulder and smiles up at her. “This is nice.” The blonde says. “And don’t worry too much about your wallet, I’m sure Antonia will give us some sort of discount. And even if she doesn’t, I can help a little.” She pauses. “Or a lot seeing as how I kind of ordered the whole menu.”

Before Michelle can reply, a giant tray of food is being brought over to them. The tray is set down and Chuck is unhappy to see a familiar face. “You know, I had a feeling that the only person who would be able to eat this much food would have to be you.” Fox slides into their booth right next to Chuck. “I offered to carry this over for the poor waitress since I didn’t think she could do it on her own.”

Fox turns his attention towards Michelle. “Speaking of poor, how do you think your wallet’s going to survive having to treat this cute little piggy all the time? I’m surprised you have any cash left, haven’t you two been an item for quite sometime? Right around the time Chuck got this cute little scar, right?” Fox reaches a finger up to trace along the scar on Chuck’s collarbone. 

Michelle narrows her eyes at the sight of Fox, trying her best to quell the urge to kick him out of the booth. But while the Burners and the Gargareans weren’t exactly buddy-buddy with each other, they were on better terms with them than most of the other gangs. So Michelle knew it was better to try and keep her temper in check around the other leader.

…Doesn’t stop her from glaring and reaching over to swat the guy’s hand away from Chuck’s scar. “Don’t call her that. And my wallet’s just fine, thanks. Not that it’s any of your business, Fox.”

The brunette wraps a protective arm around her girlfriend, not wanting the older gang leader to get another hand near the blonde. Was it so much to ask for a date without somebody interrupting them and being passive aggressive as fuck? “Anyway, do you need something? We’re kinda in the middle of a date, here.”

(Source: askfem-mike)

Happy Whatever-I-Dunno Day

the-blonde-blunder:

Michelle says she can order whatever she wants so she does. She orders a piece of pizza, a plate of lasagna, a burger and fries, spaghetti, mashed potatoes, coleslaw, and three different milkshakes: Strawberry, Vanilla, and Chocolate. It’s a conglomeration of her usual orders and the look the waitress gives her makes her all the more excited for when it comes time to order dessert. 

"So are you guys like, planning on sharing or do you want something too?" The waitress asks Michelle. "Or are there like more people coming, cause honestly I think you ordered enough to feed an army."

Even though Michelle’s pretty used to seeing Chuck order enough food for 5 people, it never fails to make the brunette mentally wince in sympathy for her wallet. It was worth it to see the blonde happily devour it all, though. At least Michelle always knew her girlfriend wouldn’t let herself starve to death.

The brunette ends up ordering a simple burger and fries, and gives the (obviously new) waitress gets a good natured roll of the eyes. “Just us. I’m likely to lose a finger if I touch her food~” Unless Chuck offered any of it, Michelle knew better than to try and sneak a bite.

The waitress gives the two of them a wide-eyed look (and a quick glance of jealousy once she spots Chuck’s figure) before shrugging and moving along to relay the large order to the kitchen. She’d be back to ask about dessert after the two of them where done with everything else.

The conversation starts out about cars, as per usual, with talk of potential upgrades and the like. Usual conversation for them and the rest of their friends…But seeing as the other Burners weren’t around for this little outing, Michelle smirks and lightly runs her foot along the side of Chuck’s leg.

(Source: askfem-mike)

Happy Whatever-I-Dunno Day

the-blonde-blunder:

Honestly until Michelle screeched to the fault (and Chuck literally screeched) Chuck hadn’t even been paying attention. Sure, driving in the car elicited her usual yells and whimpers, but she was practically not paying attention. It seemed like her thoughts were lost in her head. 

Chuck hears Michelle ask her if she’s paying attention and she turns herself towards the brunette. “Yes, I’m still here. I just separated myself from my body so I would scream less. The more distracted and unaware I was the less horrifying your driving was. I even screamed less, right?” Chuck grinned. 

"Heheh, that’s true. I don’t think the rest of the city heard your screaming this time~" The brunette hops out of the car and over to it’s passenger side, before opening the door for her girlfriend with a coy smile. "Which is good…because I think I’d rather keep those for myself."

After a bit of stuttering and blushing from Chuck, the two of them happily make their way into the restaurant and immediately hone in on their usual booth. Antonia seems to always keep that particular booth reserved for the Burners these days, and Michelle’s grateful for that. Even if that weird mold that the owner made of the brunette’s head was constantly staring at them from the bar.

"So what’re you up for, Chuckles? You can order whatever you want~"

(Source: askfem-mike)